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Kite

"Kite" - 3/10/07

Yesterday revealed
my friend reattempting
to end this life

suffering so long
refusing to let me help
in any way nonetheless

Today was a truck
running over my insides
if that is possible
(surface intact)

what will tomorrow be like?
I pray for an understanding
beyond my fears

I lie down with demons
to see what death must
feel like it or not this is

real
and it
spills

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Today I overslept
through two alarms
an apt analogy

for this mournful epoch
slow was I to respond
consumed with new

Love and future's work
now present is tangled
equally with lies

a kite I can't
follow even as it

flies